Where we lay the dead.
Happy Halloween! I love the deep quiet that cemeteries have, even if there are leaves crunching and birds squabbling. I get the feeling feeling that I’m able to barely brush against something eternal. As a child I would often be taken on walks at Mountain View Cemetery in Oakland, designed by Frederick Law Olmsted. I suspect this gave me the idea that cemeteries are places for peace and rest, whether you are living or dead. Here are some cemetery photos I’ve taken in the past year – you may have seen them on Instagram already. The oldest of the grave markers are from the Eliot Burying Grounds in Roxbury. It’s usually locked behind a large wrought iron fence. For two years I used to stand under the horse chestnut tree outside its gates to wait for the bus, and wonder what it would be like to walk inside. Happily, on a recent walking tour in the neighborhood I got the chance. I was told that the adjacent building was recently renovated, and when they tore …